As soon as shadows come chase the light away
At hours when evil finds its way
On through the night of the dancer of decay
Be sure to cross their paths if you stray
Young girls rule tonight
They need you for their rites
On a Saturday Night Witchcraft
Promising souls to summon their new lords
Leaders of doom, angels of discord
Sound of a cry you have never heard before
Too late to retire it's knocking at your door
Young girls rule tonight
They need you for their rites
On a Saturday Night Witchcraft
Cross made of straw
Void in the round
Satan draws
His trails in through their songs
Saints of mess have heard about their calls
They're claiming flesh from a living human doll
Spells and songs under the sign of the horns
For them to belong to a strange new world
Young girls rule tonight
They need you for their rites
On a Saturday Night Witchcraft